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02.36 – Stories

This had to be the best job ever. Being paid to play video games and mess around on a computer was nearly every child’s dream, and he was living it. Lor had wanted to be a kraken, but then again Mal had come to understand that Lor shouldn’t be used as a measurement of what was normal in a lot of things. Hopefully his fiance would never achieve his dream of becoming a ship-wrecking monster, but with some of the experiments he did at work it was always a possibility.

The game over screen flickered across the computer and he leant back, sighing. He’d win one day.

~~*~~

“Dad? I’ve got a friend over, ok?”

Huh, that was new. Ellie didn’t normally bring people home with her.

“I just wish I didn’t have to keep looking like this while she’s here.”

“She seems to be ok with the rest of us. She’ll be fine if you take the disguise off.”

“But what if she tells her other friends at school that I’m not a sim?”

Lyra looked up at her brother. He really had made things complicated for himself – she wondered if he’d keep it up all the way through school. What if he stayed like this forever?

“Ly? What’s wrong?”

She shook her head and smiled at him reassuringly. “Nothing. I was just thinking.”

“She wasn’t very good at cooking. I think her maiden name was an omen.”

“Why? What was it?”

“Fyres.”

“Ah.”

~~*~~

“Papa? Dad? Leo broke the dollhouse again!”

They broke apart, resigned to the fact that with four children they really should have expected the interruption. Mal quickly kissed him on the lips one last time before heading over to the dollhouse. He was getting pretty good at fixing it, now.

“Leo, that wasn’t very nice.”

“Sorry, dad.”

That is one satisfied smirk, so I don’t think he’s sorry at all. Tut tut, Leo. Manners.

This is totally helping, Mal. Honest.

“See? Isn’t this more fun than breaking it?”

Ellie was determined to help curb her brother’s destructive ways, no matter what it took. If it meant leaving her friend with Al and her papa while she forced him to play dolls with her, she was willing to make that sacrifice.

“Why don’t you play the mum, and I’ll be the baby?”

“Why am I the mum?” Leo said, wrinkling his nose.

“Do you want to be the baby?”

“No…”

~~*~~

“Lor?”

Lor forced his eyes open, which was easier said than done with Malik kissing his neck like that. “Mmm?”

“Let’s get married. This weekend, so we’ve got time to get everything ready.”

“Say the word, and I’ll marry you here and now.”

“You have no idea how tempting that is,” Mal said, working his way around the soft skin of Lor’s neck. “We promised Ellie she could be a bridesmaid though, and I know Lyra wants to be one, too.”

Lor moved his hand to cup Malik’s chin and brought him up into a proper kiss. “This weekend, then. Let’s have it at night, so my parents can be there too. If we’re doing this we might as well do it properly. Do you think your mum can make it?”

“She wouldn’t miss it.” Malik looked at him, serious for a moment. “Thank you for giving her another chance.”

Every morning he wakes up angry – I swear that boy needs an outlet =p It’s a shame kids can’t use the punching bag, or I’d give him Lor’s old one (I still have it in storage). He did have a lot of fun playing with the dolls, though!
Al… well, he needs to figure things out. Hopefully he’ll have enough confidence to be himself some day.
(Mal and Lor are adorbs help)

I hope that the bad fairy theory will work and nothing bad happens at the wedding. I’m sure Ellie and Lyra will be very cute bridesmaids. 💕 Poor Al with his disguise. Hopefully he will someday get rid of it. Leo’s dollhouse story sounded fun.😀